Key didn't understand the older man's intention, wasn't he an important part to this computer too. Mouse was the girl of Screen's dreams, he couldn't be gay for a keyboard. Keys plunged straight into a depressing state, not even his tattoos of numbers, arrows, letters and punctuation to make shitty internet text memes could help him now. He resulted to weed, smoking it as much as he can instead of facing the reality that Screen-senpai didn't love him back.
He got up, spitting some loose keys to the ground, groaning in pain. He needed milk, to wash down the taste of the weed he just smoked. Hopefully Screen won't be back to see him in this state, too busy with the pointers master, he thought to himself, stumbling out of his room and into the living space. He walked over to the fridge, grabbing the cart and chugging the remains of it down, wiping his messy beard as it dripped with milk.
A sudden squeak brought his attention to Screen's room, rage filling him up as he realised that they had returned home early. He threw the empty carton down, stomping on it until it was flat and lifeless, like him. He walked over to the door, grabbing his oversized impractical sword from his back as he kicked the door down, a naked and muscly Screen on top of a wet and covered mouse. Flames filled his eyes as his lead began to spark slightly, Screen looking over at him.
"Woah, Keys, calm down dude!" Screen shouted as the keyboard started to tremble with hate. Why couldn't he see that he was the one for Screen, not some mouse loving weeaboo. He remembers the first time they met Mouse in college for gifted kids. The Patrick Stewart like professor gave them drugs as they watched Enchanted and threw weed at the other students. Then some German guy showed up and started shouting, Mouse explaining that was her long lost Dad from World War 2.
Mouse screamed as Keys dragged her out of the bed, throwing her out of the window as she landed in the fire pit they splurged the college's money on. Keys and Screen looking out the window as they watched her burn slowly.
"I had to pretend to like anime just to get with her." Screen said, looking over at Keys. "Thank you for saving me from the weeaboo."
Keys grabbed Screen, pulling him onto him as they landed on the bed, kissing madly as Screen began thrusting slowly against the smaller man. They connected cables, beginning to power up as the window theme started to play, starting up. Suddenly the ghost of Steve Jobs appeared, holding an apple in front of them. "Take this my Microsoft children, apple supplies all." Then he left as apples rained over him, like real apples.
Screen blocked the apples with his ten pack, the log in screen projecting on there as he grabbed his shrek ears with his giant yaoi hands. They kissed finally realising that they were meant for each other as Keys screamed out "SCREEN-SENPAI!"
Suddenly, Keys woke up, realising he must have been dreaming as he cuddled up to his John Cena body pillow.
"It was just a stupid dream!"